And I’m pretty sure she would fucking hate Trump too.

I’ve not been the healthiest, physically or mentally. This year I’ve been making changes and I am hoping that by the time I’m 47 I will turn that around and become strong, healthy (at least bloodwork wise), and a positive example for my kids.

It’s heavy to think that in a few years I will be her age when she died. I still feel so young; it’s devastating to think of all the time she lost. As a mom I know she didn’t want to leave us.

Plus, Milli Vanilli has been stuck in my head for days. Bonus 90’s nostalgia.